Coach

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#1
have you been practicing?
Cris

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#2
Yeah. Been practicing.
Cassidy

Cass decided to omit how little progress she made. She could reliably find that part of her now, even if exerting any form of control over her power felt like she would burst.
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#3
You shut it oft yet?
Cris

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#4
Great. Straight to the question she couldn't answer. Irritated by failure, Cassidy glanced from her phone to Abdul in the kitchen. She had a moment longer to type out another one handed reply.

No not yet.
Cassidy

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#5
have you ever lost consciousness or anything from it? What's the worst thing that's ever happened from it
Cris

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#6
No, haven't take it that far.
Cassidy
Cass frowned a little more, looking inward. Should she have pushed herself to utter exhaustion and incapacitation to try and get this thing under control? That kind of stress didn't seem healthy… like holding her breath until she passed out.

In an odd way, smothering her power felt almost like holding her breath. The body needed air and it let you know when enough was enough; eventually she would gasp and suck in air. Reining in the field was similar. Approaching the problem as if swimming underwater gave Cass confidence this wasn't a waste of time; it was something she could train.

It's exhausting to keep it contained. Turns into a killer migraine if I keep at.
Cassidy

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#7
And?
Cris

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#8
Cassidy clenched her jaw and huffed (wheezed) as she stared at the one-word response. She shot a glance to Abdul, who looked to be ordering. Back to the phone, Cass tapped out her response one-handed. She was getting faster at this.

And what?
Nothing changed. Same as the hospital.
Cassidy

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#9
So do you want magical healing shit or no
Cris

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#10
Unless Cass pushed herself to the point her brain was about to pop, Cris thought she wasn't dedicated. Cassidy put the phone down and looked away. It was tempting to tell Cris to go fuck herself, but the bitch held the keys to this magical healing bullshit.

Cassidy understood none of this would work unless she could shut her power down. She picked the phone back up.

I'm working on it.
It's not like this thing has a fucking off switch.
Cassidy

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#11
It will if you look hard enough
lemme know if you want help
Cris

And maybe don't let a fucking migraine stop you.
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#12
She closed the door on an exhausting day and sighed into the silence of her apartment. Squeezing her eyes closed with her back against the door, Cassidy let the remainder of her energy slip away and slumped further into her apartment. The tired frown deepened as Cass stared at her phone.

I will.
Cassidy

Tomorrow. Today was done.
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